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If you enjoyed Russell Crowes singing in Australian rock band 30 Odd Foot of Grunts (unlikely) or as Javert in Les Mis (even more unlikely), you might find yourself asking Can Russell Crowe maybe also do a song which commemorates the 5-year anniversary of the BP oil spill? In fact he can, and he did?on The Tonight Show With Jimmy Fallon last night.

Meanwhile, at Winterfell proper, Sansa breaks out of the rape tower using the sharp instrument she stole when last we saw her. She makes her way to the broken-down tower to light a candle and signal for help, only to have Brienne miss seeing it thanks to the arrival of Stannis and his troops. Sansa hurries back to her room after lighting the candle in order not to be caught out by Ramsay only to run into Myranda and Theon. Myranda has a bow and arrow trained on Sansa and says a lot of nasty things about what parts of Sansa Ramsay requires before Theon summarily pushes her off the castle. Finally, Theon does something to justify his continued existence. He then grabs Sansa and the two of them do their best Butch Cassidy/Sundance Kid and jump off the castle wall, a fall that, we assume, just killed Myranda but who honestly knows at this point. It may be worth noting at this point that Brienne spent an entire season sitting around outside Winterfell only to miss the signal to save Sansa by, like, three minutes. Great.

I can remember a time where I went to take a shower, and a man came into the shower and raped me, Hunter said of her time in a mens homeless shelter, where she was forced to stay after a womens shelter would not accept her gender identity. He had a razor blade. There was nothing that I could do. When I went to the shelter staff to tell them what had happened to me, they blamed me. They told me that I didnt have to be there that it was my choice to live this lifestyle that I was living.

Both posts have since been deleted. But speaking with WCSH this week, Neugebauer said that Lifes full of choices and youve got to live with all of them. I chose to yell at a kid, it made her shut-up, which made me happy, it made my staff happy, it made the 75 other people dining here happy, and they left, they may never come back, other people may not come in. Their loss really. She further says that I don??t have children because I know I??d be a terrible parent, and adds she might be a local hero.

Rodger is just the most infamous and recent example of men exacting headline-making revenge on women for, well, not having sex with them. Anyone remember George Sodini? In 2009, the 48-year-old went on a shooting massacre at a gym in?Pittsburgh,?Pennsylvania, killing three women and injuring many more. He too posted online about his lack of sex. No girlfriend since 1984 Who knows why. I am not ugly or too weird. No sex since July 1990 either (I was 29). No shit! Over eighteen years ago. And did it maybe only 50-75 times in my life. I masturbate. Frequently. He also wrote, I have slept alone for over 20 years. Last time I slept all night with a girlfriend it was 1982. Proof I am a total malfunction. Girls and women dont even give me a second look ANYWHERE.

All this is perhaps too intellectual because it does not approach the mood that the book has left me with: A sense of loss but not defeat; a sense that I have learned more about life than I had thought I knew before I turned your pages.
One of my authors, and it very well might have been you, said that you have to show up every day for the work because if you dont show up you wont know what will happen. I try and show up every morning, early, before the demands of the day take hold. Of course, I cant always, but I do my best. ?Im incredibly disciplined, almost to a fault. When I wrote my second novel, The Life Room, I told myself that I would wake up every morning and write five pages in my notebook and would not read anything beyond the last two pages Id written. I followed that course until I had a first draft. This novel was different. ?It came in spurts and then I put it aside for interrogation, and this process repeated itself again and again. Writing is not a chore. It is a necessity and a delight. I read an interview in the Paris Review recently with John Banville. He quoted Auden with the saying that a writer should be loaded with as much trauma as children as they can bear and unfortunately my childhood was filled with it and writing became a way of reckoning. I feel most myself when Im writing. But with that said, I have as much a desire to escape from it after Ive put in my daily hours. Im intensely self-critical and I never feel as if what Ive committed to paper expresses the full scope or nuance of what Id hoped for. The self-scrutiny is tortuous, as much as a delight, and Im happy to leave it alone and tend to my full life outside of writing. Its a privilege to work at a publishing house in which its ideals and books we publish match my own expectations of quality and excellence. ?And it is an honor to work with writers I admire and respect.